lose
yourself
in the
adventure
not in
yourself
find our who
you
are when no
one
is around
what would
you eat
for the
first time
if you had a
free meal
what if
everyone thought
you were
another person?
would you be
different?
would you be
you?

THE OLD NEW
STORY

this
new
story is
not
new, we go
where no one
wants to go
then everyone wants
to go
then we’re
pushed out
slowly
by greedy
landlords &
eminent
domain, spoiled kids &
big dreams
of the
big city,
making
it, they
walk with their new
entitlement
& scoff at the
old man
who’s been
here longer
than
all of us,
call the cops
on him for
playing the same song
he’s played
every
saturday,
but
the new
entitlement
doesn’t like
that, doesn’t under
stand it
this new
story is old
we’ve gone
through before
we’ve wrote
this before & no one
listens
they brush
it off as,
“change,
can’t stay
the same, it’s life
they say, it
is what it is, that
is life”
i do
not agree, i
refuse to
believe that,
defend what
you have created,
have loved
have built,
from the
ground up
no one
wanted your streets
before you,
you have thirty years
in itdefend
the street
that loves
your
childhood like a sling,
act like you
care, that your home
matters